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Everything started as a completely normal day in Storybrooke.

[I don't care if that's a boring place to start, that's how I'm starting it]

Annabeth and I were on our way down to the beach to meet Jason and Piper.

Okay, I guess before I start I should explain how this whole book-characters-live-together thing works. It can get really complicated.

[Yes, Annabeth. I'm sure my brain can follow it] 

So, all the book characters live together; that's correct. But it's more than that.

You see, for every set of books in the world, there is a place for the characters to stay. We call them sanctuaries, and our sanctuary's name is Storybrooke. One set of characters belong to a single sanctuary, and there are hundreds upon thousands of sanctuaries out there. Get it? I Iris-Messaged another me in Fandomland just the other day

[Stop laughing, I didn't make up that name]

Inside our sanctuary, it's split into districts, where the characters from each book live. Think of each sanctuary as a country. Then the districts are like states, and inside the districts are where the characters live. But there's also City Central which is the meeting point for everyone in the middle of the sanctuary. 

But more than we just live here, every time a reader opens up our book, whoever they're reading about disappears and has to pretty much "act out" that part. Not that the reader can see them. It doesn't happen too often, but it get's a bit random sometimes.

I told you it was complicated 

[Ouch, Annabeth. That was my foot!] 

So anyway, Annabeth and I were just heading out of Camp Aevum (Annabeth named and designed it, naturally) which is our district. Our official district number is 3.

We'd just left my house where we'd been making (read; ruining) pancakes for the last two hours. We'd planned to meet Jason and Piper by the beach to relax after last night. Our reader had gone over and over the second last chapter in the Mark of Athena. Let me tell you now, it hurts to repeatedly fall to Tartarus.

Annabeth checked the basket we'd packed with sandwiches. After our attempt at pancakes failed, we settled for plain old PB and J.

'I hope these will do,' Annabeth mumbled.

I chuckled, 'Of course they will. There peanut butter and jelly. What more could anyone want?'

She shook her head and rolled her eyes at me, muttering, 'Seaweed Brain,' in Ancient Greek.

I slung my arm around her shoulders, 'You know you love me.'

She tried to hold back a smile, but she couldn't. I was just too awesome.

[Ha! Missed me!]

We walked hand in hand down to the beach. It wasn't too far from my house. By the way, I love my house. It's a lot like the Poseidon cabin from the books; long and low. But it's a full house with a kitchen, bathroom, living and dining room, bedrooms; everything. Plus it had a cool fountain for Iris Messages. 

Sorry, getting off track. Stupid Rick Riordan giving me ADHD.

Annabeth and I reached the beach in good time. Jason and Piper hadn't arrived yet. I spread out picnic blanket on the sand, kicked off my shoes and sat down, Annabeth curling up beside me.

'I love you, Seaweed Brain,' she said, smiling as she looked out at the sea.

'I love you too, Wise Girl.'

'Ugh! Stop with the mushy stuff already.'

I rolled my eyes, 'If you don't like it, why are you dating?'

Jason shrugged and sat down with Piper next to Annabeth and me. Piper swatted his arm and I laughed.

'Oh, shut up,' he grumbled.

'Never!'

Annabeth brought out the sandwiches we somehow hadn't destroyed (yet) and passed them around. We ate in silence, enjoying each others company and the peaceful quiet.

'HEY EVERYBODY!'

I rolled my eyes as Reyna ran up the beach with Leo in tow. Jason, Piper, Annabeth and I stood up, keeping our hands in our pockets to make sure our wallets stayed there.

'So,' Leo said breathlessly once they'd reached us. 'What are you guys up to?'

'Just a picnic,' Jason said, gesturing to the sandwiches. 'Why?'

'No reason!' Reyna said cheerfully. 'We were just wondering. Um, how long are you gonna be here for?'

Annabeth groaned, 'Who are you guys planning on pranking now?'

Reyna grinned mischievously, 'Well, we were gonna prank you guys. But since you're here, we can always start a prank war with the Stolls.'

Piper sighed, 'Again?'

Leo shrugged, 'Why not?'

Without warning, Annabeth and Reyna started glowing an intense bright white. They looked at each other and rolled their eyes.

'Mark of Athena,' Annabeth said tiredly.

'Fort Sumter in Charleston,' Reyna agreed.

I sighed, 'Guess that ruins our picnic.'

Annabeth sent me an apologetic look before she shimmered like a mirage and disappeared. Jason, Piper, Leo and I stood around in an awkward silence.

'So, what do we do now?' Jason said slowly, shuffling his feet.

I was about to say that I didn't know, when the air next to me shimmered, and suddenly, Reyna and Annabeth were back.

'-at least make up their mind,' Annabeth was saying rather grumpily.

'It gets really annoying,' Reyna rolled her eyes.

Piper frowned, 'Uh, I thought you were being read Fort Sumter.'

I sighed, suddenly understanding, 'They did it again?'

Annabeth and Reyna nodded in frustration.

'I don't get it,' Piper mumbled.

'You know that our reader suffers real bad indecision, right?' Jason said.

Piper smiled, 'Oh yeah. I forgot.'

Annabeth stamped her foot, 'I wish she'd make up her mind. It was bad enough last night when we had to read the same part over and over and over again. But couldn't she at least figure out which book she wants to read.'

'That would be helpful,' I sighed.

Reyna nudged Leo, 'Our pranking plans are still on, right?'

He grinned, 'Yet bet.'

The four of us watched as they raced over a sand dune and back towards town, laughing and talking about pranks the whole way.

'I can never understand,' Jason muttered, 'how Reyna is so disciplined in the book, and then here she's a major prankster.'

I chuckled, 'Authors never get our personality right.'

'And then we have to act like someone we're not,' Jason said.

'Come on you two,' Piper said from the picnic blanket. 'The sandwiches are getting cold.'

I laughed, 'They were cold in the first place.'

Piper shrugged as her face turned as bright a red as Ron's hair.

[Yeah, your hair is that red. And so was your face, Piper]

Oh, lay off her, Percy,' Annabeth said playfully. 'Just enjoy the picnic.'

I put on a serious face, sat up straight, and picked up a sandwich with two fingers, my pinkie sticking out.

'Enjoy the picnic,' I said formally, putting on a fake British accent. 'Why of course, love. What else?'

[No, Harry, I wasn't mocking you guys. I was-OW!]

Annabeth, Piper and Jason cracked up as I took a delicate bite out of the sandwich with my front teeth, and I screwed up my nose like I'd smelt something really bad.

'I've had better,' I said in the most dismissive, arrogant voice I could manage.

[That's Harry in the background yelling that I am dismissive and arrogant. Thanks Harry]

Piper bent double with laughter, and Jason hugged his stomach. Annabeth collapsed in fits of giggles, right into my lap.

'Pardon me, young lady,' I continued poshly. 'I believe that is me your lying on.'

I had thought the three of them couldn't possibly laugh any harder, but was I wrong. I began to vibrate because of Annabeth laughing so hard on my lap. Jason started choking on a sandwich.

'Jason, dear. If you die, many readers would be very disappointed. Also, it would mean so much paperwork,' I said, still sounding very smug and pompous .

[Yes Annabeth, of course I know what pompous means. It's similar to pom poms, right? No? You're going to get a headache from banging you head against the desk, you know]

Piper banged Jason hard on the back a few times until he cough up and wad of soggy bread. Appetizing, I know. Annabeth was still rolling around in my lap, laughing her head off. She was a little red in the face, and I wondered when the last time she breathed was.

I poked her in the side, and whispered, 'Annabeth!'

With difficulty, she put on a straight face and looked directly at me, 'What?'

I made sure she could see the seriousness in my eyes, 'If you die, it will mean paperwork. I thought we just went over this.'

That sent the three of them into more laughter, me joining in this time.

Eventually, it turned into a game; the four of us talking in fancy, posh tones, eating sandwiches with two fingers and saying something in a snooty manner before bursting into more laughter.

Two hours later, Jason and Piper said goodbye to us before they headed back up beach towards town. Halfway there, they shimmered and disappeared, only to reappear a few second later, cursing in Latin and Greek.

Annabeth chuckled, 'Let's just hope we don't have a replay of last night.'

I closed my eyes and leaned back, letting my face soak in the sun, 'Gods no.'

'Gods,' Annabeth mused. 'We should probably visit them soon. I havn't seen my mom in about a month.'

'Okay,' I agreed. 'Tomorrow. But I have to go to City Central first.'

Annabeth frowned, 'Why?'

'I gotta give this back to Harry,' I said as I held up a curved piece of wood. 'He let me borrow a wand.'

'But why would you-' she stopped herself. 'Nevermind; I don't want to know.'

I laughed, 'Didn't think you'd want to.'

We stood up and dusted ourselves off. Annabeth put the sandwich scraps in the basket while I folded up the picnic blanket. We walked hand in hand back up the beach towards my house where we planned to watch a movie.

We reached my house, and I got the distinct feeling that something was up. Once we walked through the door, I found I was right,

A bucket of water splashed down on Annabeth and I, drenching us from head to toe. Now, you're probably thinking, 'Hey! He's the son of Poseidon, he can't get wet.' Well, I like your thinking, but I can. If I will it, or am not expecting it, I can get wet. 

And I can tell you now, I wasn't expecting. But I knew exactly who it was, even before they fell out of the bush outside my gate.

'You guys,' Annabeth complained as we watched Reyna and Leo rolling around in fits of laughter.

I sighed, but I couldn't seem to keep a smile off my face. Annabeth and I walked inside to towel ourselves off before settling on the couch for our movie.

Destructive pancakes, disappearing people, a posh picnic, and a water bucket prank; just a completely normal day in Storybrooke.

Or as normal as it ever gets.

How was that for my first proper chapter? Was it funny? I'm trying to make it funny, but I might suck at that. If you didn't guess, anything in the square brackets is what they're saying away from the micorphone. Please comment your thoughts on this chapter; constructive critisism is appreciated, any other form of critisism is not so much. But if you have any ideas, comments, questions, or suggestions, I'm all ears.

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